"Mommy, what's for dinner?" I flinch inside when that question comes up. And it comes at least twice a day. If I were an experienced housewife, I would certainly be able to pull that off for my three children- but I am self-employed, as a designer and blogger. Normally I would be with our producers in Italy or Portugal, in the fitting department or meeting with my team. My children would be in school. But we are in the middle of a pandemic and I am in the home office. This requires a whole new daily routine and a change of perspective. At first we celebrated the compulsory quarantine period as an extended family holiday.

I was internally tinkering a scavenger hunt, propagating virtual yoga and mediation challenges on my blog, supporting local shops with our instagram reach and wanted to learn seven new foreign languages in 30 days. We enjoyed the first weeks 24/7 alone at home, like a long weekend: The days lost their shape and we slept through the night thanks to nightly Netflix addiction attacks. The sleeping outfit was immediately turned into a house suit and we were happy about the sudden we-time. Finally I applied all my silicone masks by Dr. Susanne Schmiedebach, let my favorite hair treatment by Olaplex work long enough and with curls, papillotes and décolleté fleece (by Apricot) into the telephone meeting.

Wonderful this beauty home office multitasking, if only after breakfast at the latest the question about lunch did not come up and from 4 pm the call for "What's for dinner". Since then, something has been sizzling on our stove ever since and my freshly washed hair smells more like chicken soup than Wella. The smell of food paralyzes me a little and so I have put up scented candles of samphire everywhere in the house. They swallow even the stubborn smell of crisps and conjure up a touch of the Italian Riviera in my four walls with the scent of lime. And that helps me to concentrate on my job as well as homeschooling, hang-out piano lessons and my son's PS4 distractions. Because every day holds a new challenge and my new favourite word in this context is now IMPROVISATION.

After just a few weeks in quarantine, I no longer want to tackle a thousand creative projects, nor clean out my wardrobe or do Pilates all day. I will not, after the time in domestic isolation, rise like a phoenix from the totally tidy living room in a totally self-optimized way and romanticize this pandemic as a great opportunity. No, but I was allowed to learn that rituals (also beauty) and discipline help me to find a new structure.

Already after 2 weeks our hippi life came to an end: I got up at very early , ran a fast lake lap, only to sit at my desk at 9:30 am at the latest. For the hangouts with my team at 10am I made myself beautiful again - the jogger outfit gave way to a business look and my morning beauty ritual with ice-cold water, tonic (Shiseido), serum (Dr. Susanne von Schmiedeberg) and tinted day cream (Bare Minerals - Vanilla) gave me the necessary "robustness" for the day. Several times a day I now find myself spraying facial manure on my face and I now dab my cooling eye cream under my computer-tired eyes from time to time. These are my little fresh kicks during the day. Around 5 p.m. I look forward to a well-deserved Quarantini (a kind of martini) - sometimes I put on a red lipstick and reap "Ah's" and "Oh's" from my family every evening.

After the aforementioned kitchen chore (yes, this too will become routine at some point - also because my big daughter has suddenly found a taste for cooking and supports me energetically) I am looking forward to my Homespa: I take a bath with rose milk from Dr. Hauschka and indulge in body foam and lotions from the Douglas Homespa Ayurveda Collection. In addition, I read my new book by Susanne Kaloff "Fear is not for cowards", take a deep breath in and out and put my mindset on positive vibes. I dream of my next holiday and bridge the time until then with a can of Vitasun self-tanning lotion - at least this brings a touch of sun tan into my house, not only mentally.

I believe in the power of the community to get through this crisis well - without speaking fluent Japanese - but hopefully with a beautiful teint. :-)

Everything will be fine - your SoSUE

Alles wird gut – Eure SoSUE

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